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10 o'clock at night
Funny how you can remember
Certain moments
in your life I wish I could go back
To take back the words I said
Though it's been years
Since that night They still echo in my head
Time is a teacher Oh,
and time has taught me well
What brings
a man
to his knees Is often brought on by himself
If a second chance were offered And she could love me like before
I'd go back to the end And start over again
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A cold wind was blowing It whistled through the pines
I told her I don't need her As she told me goodbye
I remember embers dying And the
ashes and the cold
And like smoke up the chimney I watched their true love go
Time is a teacher Oh,
and time has taught me well
What brings a man
to his knees Is often brought on by himself
If a second chance were offered And she could
love me like before
I'd go back to the end And start over again
On 12 12 84 I'd go back to the end
And start over again On 12 12 84